Shen Lang was like crazy, forgetting the pain in his body, and doing the final fight.

And just when Shen Lang led hundreds of soldiers of the Northern Liang Army to block the way for the Turkic iron cavalry to retreat to Pingzhou.

Those white horse servants who were mixed in the Beiliang army frantically killed the Turkic iron cavalry around them, and quickly gathered in one place.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

The White Horse servants roared loudly and fought desperately, like a sharp dagger, and instantly tore a hole in the Turkic army.

"Go and meet the general!"

"Protect the General!"

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Looking at Shen Lang's crumbling body, the White Horse Righteous Servants were like crazy, and they instantly fought their way out.

They stepped on the corpse of the Turkic iron horseman and quickly rushed towards Shen Lang.

Faced with this sudden change, Ah Shi Hanbing was instantly stunned, and his heart was still shocked.

"Quick! Kill the Blood-Armored General quickly! ”

Ash roared hysterically.

If he waited for this group of crazy Tang generals and blood armor generals to converge, he really had no chance.

This was the best chance to kill the Bloodarmor General, and he didn't want to miss it.

"Warriors of the steppe, kill the blood-armored general!"

"The blood-armored general is no longer good, trample him into pulp!"

The surrounding Turkic iron horsemen roared as they swarmed towards Shen Lang.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

One after another, sharp Turkic scimitars landed on Shen Lang's crumbling body.

But Shen Lang still clutched the reins of the white dragon horse, and the gentian bright silver spear in his hand fought back weakly.

He's long since the end of his bow.

Although the injuries on his body were not fatal, outside Yunzhou City, he fought 10,000 people by himself, and he had to turn on the divine skill Cloud Breaking Dragon.

But the side effects of the magic skill are fatal!

At this time, Shen Lang's scarred body, like a flat boat in the sea, may be swallowed by the waves at any time.

The main reason is because of the side effects after the magic technique.

Although the divine skill allowed him to kill in all directions, he won the opportunity to capture Yunzhou for a thousand soldiers of the Northern Liang Army.

But after the divine skill, the endless weakness was fatal to him.

Okay, he had a rest of incense in Yunzhou, otherwise how could he have rushed from Yunzhou to Pingzhou?

He struggled to support and fight.

But his body became weaker and weaker, and there were more and more wounds on his body.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

In a moment of his trance, two Turkic scimitars fell on him.

"Soldiers of the Beiliang Army, charge!"

He slammed his spirit, endured the sharp pain in his body, and screamed hysterically.

He was already at the end of the strong bow, and once again launched a charge that belonged to him.

This is the military soul of the Beiliang Army, sworn to the death!

This is the arrogance of my Han family's son, I would rather be shrouded in horse leather than take a step back!

As his roar rang out, the Gentian Bright Silver Spear swept out, instantly slashing the opposing Turkic iron horseman under his horse.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the gentian bright silver spear in Shen Lang's hand plunged straight into the ground.

He no longer had the strength to pick up the spear on the ground, and could only rely on it to support his crumbling body.

"The blood-armored general is gone, the warriors are killed!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Shi Hanbing, who was in the Turkic army, roared with great excitement.

He finally has a chance to get revenge!

New hatred and old hatred, in one fell swoop!

The endless excitement in his heart made him can't wait to urge the horse to rush towards Shen Lang in person.

"The blood armor general is no good, rush!"

"Kill the blood-armored general and find the prince to receive the reward!"

The Turkic iron cavalry in charge of the charge rushed towards Shen Lang one by one.

"Beiliang Army, swear not to retreat!"

Shen Lang roared hysterically, looking up and laughing.

The black hair, red with blood, fluttered in the wind.

The scarred body still stood proudly in the sky.

Even though the corpses around him were piled up, even though countless Turkic scimitars were about to fall above his head.

But the endless killing intent still made the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen tremble.

"Is he really not afraid of death?"

"Kill him!"

Although the heart of the Turkic Iron Rider was full of shock, he still roared loudly, wanting to make it faster and faster.

If the Blood-Armored Generals do not die, they will live forever in fear and timidity.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

Shen Lang roared like crazy, and used the last bit of strength in his body to launch the final blow.

As if feeling the endless killing intent in the master's heart, the Gentian Bright Silver Spear swept out with endless bloodthirsty light.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The Gentian Bright Silver Spear swept out, and with a single shot, several of the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen were cut off from their horses.

Shen Lang and the gentian bright silver spear in his hand completed a gorgeous blow in the Turkic army.

But they were greeted by endless darkness.

Shen Lang only felt that his eyes were dark, and his devoid body fell to the ground.

Rumble!

One man, the gun, slammed into the ground.

Shen Lang knelt on one knee, and the gentian bright silver spear in his hand poked straight to the ground.

One person, one shot.

Snuggle up to each other and stand proudly between heaven and earth.

The black hair, stained red with blood, hung down, and from time to time blood fell drop by drop.

The bloodthirsty light of the Gentian Bright Silver Spear gradually dimmed.

At this moment, Shen Lang's head drooped, and there was darkness in front of him.

"Am I going to die?"

He muttered alone, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

He's tired, really tired.

The surrounding Turkic Iron Cavalry instantly fell silent, and they looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and their hearts were shocked.

The light of the god of war dissipated, and the endless killing intent faded.

But the blood-armored general in front of them is still the demon in their hearts.

"Kill the Bloodarmor General!"

"Kill the Blood-Armored General quickly!"

Ash Hanbing, who was in the center of the Turkic army, roared in great anxiety.

He couldn't wait to see the Blood Armor General's head fall to the ground!

What are the Three Cities of the Frontier?

Even if you lose the five frontier cities, as long as you can exchange the head of the blood-armored general Xiang Shang, it will be worth it!

"Kill! Kill the Blood-Armored General! ”

"Turkic warriors, kill!"

Those Turkic iron horsemen who were stunned in place reacted instantly, roared loudly one by one, and rushed towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's life hung by a thread in an instant!

And at this critical moment, the White Horse Yi came directly from the Turkic army.

"Protect the General!"

"Protect the General!"

They roared and charged.

Ignoring the Turkic scimitars that slashed at the body, it was too late to kill these Turkic fragments.

They only charge!

The White Horse Followers were like a sharp sword that sharpened iron like clay, and directly tore a hole in the Turkic army.

"Hurry up and kill the Blood Armor General!"

Looking at the white horse Yicong who rushed away from not far away, Ah Shi Hanbing instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and roared in a hoarse voice.